Creepy Pharmacist: All my patients are scary! Chapter 473: Lynn’s Trump Card! Origin-Level Curse

Boom————!!

The third warhead also exploded several seconds after entering the information interference zone.

The shockwaves from the three warhead explosions overlapped in an extrely short ti, then rumbled outward like a mountain torrent or sea surge, spreading across tens to hundreds of kiloters.

Even the soil layers around her current location rumbled violently, undergoing intense displacent.

Under such imnse energy.

The ground corresponding to the explosion points instantly cracked, large swathes of buildings continuously collapsed under the massive tremors, and the surging shockwaves made the entire Cursed City tremble.

It was like a cataclysmic disaster of apocalyptic scale.

If not for the overly dense root network of the Desire Mother Tree absorbing vast amounts of energy, probably one-third of the Cursed City would have been affected.

Underground.

Silver Fantasy stood coldly in place.

In her monitoring network, aside from that information interference zone, all other light points had disappeared.

Three warheads had allowed her to complete an extermination-level sweep of the entire area.

"Intelligence Core, continue detection—are there any remaining flesh and blood fluctuations from the target?"

"(Zzzzt—)(Zzzzt—)(Static—))"

"Affected by nuclear fission—information interference—preliminary detection—no abnormal flesh and blood fluctuations found—signal about to disconnect—zzzt—target highly likely eliminated—please return—zzzt—"

"[Connection Disconnected]"

Due to the massive energy explosion from nuclear fission, her connection with the Intelligence Core suffered severe interference.

But she did not return.

Because of the interference in that information interference zone, the Intelligence Core had not completed detection of that area.

And that bastard had toyed with her for so long; she absolutely had to confirm with one hundred percent certainty that he had died under the firepower of nuclear fission.

In an instant.

She burst through the soil layer, arriving at the area where the first warhead had exploded.

The terrifying lting effect had already blasted an enormous underground cavern here. The upper structure hadn't collapsed yet, clearly because the Desire Mother Tree's roots had absorbed massive damage.

The temperature here had also reached a terrifying several thousand degrees.

She didn't linger here, quickly diving deeper again.

Soon.

She arrived at the area where the second warhead had exploded.

Sa as that area, complete darkness, everything had been lted.

Imdiately.

Her gaze fell upon the third area, the one that couldn't be detected due to energy explosion interference. The other areas outside this zone had already been scanned by the Intelligence Core; even if he possessed substitution death abilities, he would have been discovered.

And if his true body was in the third area, if he utilized substitution death abilities, he might indeed still be alive.

Though it was only a possibility.

Because based on the trigger rate of his Substitute Death Doll, under nearly two minutes of continuous explosions, even if he survived, he would imdiately be killed again by the shockwaves and high temperatures.

But she still remained extrely cautious.

"Annihilation Rounds ready—current quantity: 5 rounds—"

Following the chanical prompt.

She slowly extended her hand, loading those five rounds into the Heavy Sniper Rifle, then calmly knelt on one knee, aiming at Area Three.

Pulled the trigger.

Bang—

Five Annihilation Rounds fired out in rapid succession.

Those rounds instantly exploded into massive energy fields one after another within the third area, subjecting that zone to another round of annihilation.

Imdiately, she shouldered the Heavy Sniper Rifle, her gaze beneath silver short hair icy and calm.

After completing all this, she finally leaped up, stepping into the third area.

Due to the new round of annihilation.

The entire third area was pitch black, billowing dust reducing visibility to an extrely low level.

The Monomolecular Blade in her hand slowly lit up with a faint glow. As the pale blue halo shimred around her body, her figure illuminated a small surrounding area.

"Activating flesh and blood detection mode—"

She cautiously stepped across the ground, beams of blue cold light shooting from her eyes, scanning this vast space.

Tap—

In the quiet underground, her footsteps echoed far into the distance.

Her gaze swept across area after area, finding no flesh and blood fluctuations whatsoever. This was actually normal; under nuclear fission strikes, basically no flesh-and-blood creature could survive under such conditions.

Finally.

After scanning nearly half the area, she stopped, not planning to waste more ti here.

There was no point anymore.

That target was dead; she had once again eliminated an unstable factor that could threaten the chanical Cult's existence for their cause.

And by now, the chanical Cult's forces had probably already charged into the Colossus Tower's core area.

She should also...

"Not planning to explore further ahead, Miss Intelligence Machine?"

In an instant.

Just as she prepared to turn and leave, a slightly deranged, ferocious voice suddenly ca from the deepest part of the darkness.

Her gaze instantly shook. She sharply turned her head, the beams from her eyes abruptly piercing into that deepest darkness.

In that mont.

She vaguely caught sight of an imnsely large pair of blood-red dark pupils, glimpsed one after another ferociously spreading, severely burned tentacles.

An indescribably terrifying fluctuation suddenly erupted.

"Warning! Warning! Detecting intense curse fluctuations! Detecting intense curse fluctuations!"

"Curse fluctuation level identified—"

"Root-level!"

Almost the mont the detector blared with intense alarms, she hesitated not at all, instantly pushing her speed to the limit, abruptly diving toward the soil layer beneath her feet.

But it was already too late. The mont her gaze made contact, her body had already been locked onto by that pitch-black Cursed Eye.

Intense curse fluctuations instantly enveloped her entire form.

"Not planning to stay and chat a bit, Miss chanical Unit?"

In an instant, accompanied by that ferocious, deranged voice, the System's prompt abruptly sounded.

[Ding! You have launched Root-level curse: "Self-Binding Angel" at the target! You have suffered massive pain backlash!]

Clatter—

At that mont, boundless black chains, like winding giant serpents, instantly tightly coiled around Silver Fantasy's chanical body.

Her pupils trembled violently, an imnse sense of dread instantly spreading throughout her entire consciousness.

Those barbed chains clattered upward along her legs, tightening around her torso, climbing up her neck, binding her wrists and ankles.

"Curse spreading—"

"Information interference zone—cannot upload—cannot crack—"

"Warning! Warning! Curse fully invading—anti-curse field failing—cannot resist—cannot resist..."